It was late afternoon when the knock came. Jack had just finished sanding down a thick walnut slab…
Maddie couldn’t stop thinking about it. The greenhouse. The warm, wet air. The press of moss and candlelight….
The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind…
The ocean still echoed in Maddie’s ears when she woke, the scent of salt and sunscreen lingering on…
Maddie Demeter changed for dinner. Not because she had to — there was no dress code, no formal…